A GIRL’S BEST FRIEND….
July 18th, 2005
After dinner and a movie, Carl drove his date to a quiet country
road and made his move. When Mary responded enthusiastically to
his kissing, he tried sliding his hand up her blouse. Suddenly,
she jerked away, got out of the car in a hurry and ran home. Later
that night, she wrote in her diary, “A girl’s best friends are her
own two legs.”
On their next date, Carl returned to the country road. As they
were kissing passionately, Carl slid his hand up Mary’s skirt.
Once again, she pulled away, got out of the car and hurried home.
Later that night she wrote in her diary, “I repeat, a girl’s best
friends are her own two legs.”
On the third date, the pair returned to the country road. This
time, Mary didn’t get home until very late. That night, she wrote
in her diary, “There comes a time when even the best of friends
must part.”